A Lady Becomes A Governess. Diane Gaston

he should only stay long enough to be certain his nieces accepted this enticing governess.

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      They finished their tea and walked out to mount fresh horses. This steed was not as spirited as Rebecca’s previous one, but her mind was too preoccupied by her conversation with Lord Brookmore to care. The joy of the day before had disappeared and she was left with regret and disappointment. Regret that she’d not shown more restraint when he’d kissed her and disappointment that he did not intend to do so again. Instead he planned to leave.

      They passed a house with a model of a ship above the door, reminding her that things could be so much worse for her—had been so much worse for Claire.